The Rachel Files

The Rachel Files

Rachel Adams.

He said it made him nervous that I was following the dead girl around, and he warned me against talking about her too much, lest I open up some sort of portal and invite her energy into our house.

Heather Wallace , Canada

Date Posted: 11/01/06

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The first week of October, 2004, a young Vancouver couple, Rachel Adams, 23, and Mark Rempel, 28, went missing. Their disappearance was shrouded in mystery and fittingly unfolded during the macabre Halloween season. The couple was known to have a stormy relationship, and although blood was found spattered at Rachel's apartment, the couple was later spotted alive on video surveillance. However, the worst fears were confirmed when, on October 13, 2004, the couple was finally found dead hanging from a tree near Squamish, B.C. in an apparent double suicide. As a reporter on the case, I discovered that sometimes paths can cross in the most unexpected places, and a good mystery always remains unsolved.

I've always been intuitive, and I started having psychic dreams a few years ago. The night before I met my boyfriend, I had a dream about a giant scorpion at my feet. The next day, he and I had our first date. I'm a bit of an astrology fanatic, so of course, I asked him his sign. My date was a Scorpio, and upon further research, I discovered that Scorpio occupied five places in his chart, so I was convinced my dream was foretelling someone important had just entered my life. Other times I'd dream of gold coins on the ground and the next day find money in my path.

But, my precognitive abilities really took off when I started studying journalism in 2004. Around that time, I started seeing images of the morning news before I woke up. Once, I dreamed about a pitbull. The alarm went off, and I sleepily turned on the news. Coincidentally, the first story I saw was about a little boy in my town who was attacked by a pitbull. Another time, I dreamed about someone named Ed Jovanovski. I didn't know who he was, but remembered seeing a picture of a man and the name in a paper in my dream. On the news that morning, the story was about hockey player Ed Jovanovki hurting his groin, eliminating him from play that night. I don't have cable, but on the night of the Canadian music awards show The Junos, I dreamed about rocker Sam Roberts' face in a spotlight. The next morning as I walked to the bus, I saw a picture of Sam Roberts in the paper. He'd swept the Junos the night before with three wins.

I have never understood what the dreams mean, in a larger sense.